This is a roleplay me and Just Watch Me Fly. It'll eventually have Clint, Bucky, and Loki in a group the others call the Mischief Monsters who prank everyone. There is some/a lot of Steve bashing.
Bucky sat in the kitchen of Stark Tower, flexing his metal arm with a sad expression, before giving a sigh and looking up at Loki across from him.
Loki feeling eyes on him looked up from the book he'd been reading. Remembering his instructions to try and be kind, looked over at the sad man sitting opposite him
"What seems to be troubling you? Did Stark's explosion last night wake you up as well?"
Bucky straightened and gave him a forced smile. "No, I was already awake. Nothing-nothing's troubling me." Bucky lied through his teeth.
Loki narrowed his eyes. As the god of lies he could spot one, especially when it was him being lied to. But Loki could also recognize when it was a very bad idea to dig deeper. So for some reason he was feeling generous this morning so he didn't press him.
"If you say so James."
Very generous it seemed, Loki decided to see about making him less like a grumpy blidgsnipe. After all he was the trickster god. Loki leaned back and smirked.
"What do you say to having a bit of fun? I'm not fond of being woken up in the middle of the night, certainly not by sirens. You look far more agreeable to that than your patriotic friend. If you're up for it, that is."
Bucky looked up from the table he had decided to stare at and gave a genuine, mischievous smile, moving a strand of his hair back from his face. "What do you have in mind?"
Loki grinned, the morning was looking up. He couldn't cause too much trouble or they would put him back on lock-down but he would make it worth the while. He got up and motioned down the hall.
"Stark is still sleeping, so let's give him the same rude awakening. You knock on his door and get his attention, make up something and I'll do the rest."
Bucky nodded, before standing and going to Tony's door. He knocked hard enough to awaken him, and Tony opened the door bleary eyed. "I don't know how to work the toaster."
Loki, cloaked by his magic snickered at the tired exasperated look on the billionaires face. This would be good. Waving his hand Loki created an illusion.
Sirens began to sound and emergency lights started to flash. Then the robotic voice of Stark's butler started to list several very important things that were going into lock-down.
The catch, only Stark could see and hear what was happening.
Bucky jumped back in surprise as Tony suddenly got alarmed, running off towards the lab. "NO, NO, IT'S ALMOST DONE, DON'T LOCK ME OUT!" Tony suddenly bristled and rushed towards the kitchen. "NOT THE LIQUOR CABINET!"
Loki smirked at the panic in Tony's eyes before dropping the invisibility charm.
"That went even better than I imagined."
Then to let James in on the fun he expanded the illusion. Now both of them could see what Tony thought was happening.
Bucky barely concealed his laughter once he was able to see the illusion Tony saw. Steve would probably frown on this, but his new… friend? Yeah, he guessed that was what Loki was. His friend.
A real smile graced Loki's lips, it had been far too long since he had caused trouble just to see someone else laugh. It was…refreshing. Not many people appreciated his type of fun.
Maybe James, who seemed to hide as much pain and suffering as Loki felt could be a friend. Perhaps, just this once he would listen to Thor and see where giving someone a chance might take him.
Loki grinned as Tony started wailing for his redheaded babysitter.
"Should we put him out of his misery?"
Bucky seemed to think it over a second. "I guess it's the right thing to do…" As Pepper rushed in, confused as Tony complained, Bucky continued, "We should let him stew for a little longer." Bucky glanced at Loki and smiled happily, getting a little nervous. When he let someone in, trusted someone, they got hurt, for example, Steve. He didn't want Loki hurt as well.
Loki grinned as Pepper started checking Tony for head injuries, presumably because she thought he had finally lost it. He held the illusion until Pepper started looking worried, for some reason Loki liked her and upsetting her was not on his list of things to do.
Loki turned to new partner in crime with a smirk.
"As much fun as this was, I think its best we leave before Stark figures out what really happened."
With that he snapped his fingers and let the illusion fade away.
Unfortunately Tony was very smart and when everything dissipated he turned around looking for the cause. When he set eye on Loki and Bucky trying to nonchalantly leave the room, he knew.
"YOU TWO! CAN'T WORK THE TOASTER MY ASS! GET BACK HERE!"
The thrill of being chased lit in Loki's eyes, as he looked over to Bucky with a grin.
"Now for the real fun."
Taking off down the hall with a new-found hope for friendship in his cold heart, Loki felt freer that he ever had before.
Bucky's laughter tinkled through the air in a manner he had not laughed like since before he fell from the train. It was amazing to have a friend again, he supposed, it did make him feel free.
Suddenly a door in front of them burst open and Steve stood there, looking like he was disappointed. Bucky felt himself wilt at that and his happiness drained away. He DISAPPOINTED Steve.
"What's wrong?" Bucky managed to say finally. "What's the matter with you? Why did you make Pepper worried about Tony and do that? Does this have something to do with… before?"
Oh how Bucky hated when he skirted around the problem- Bucky tried to kill him. HYDRA destroyed his mind and built it back up for their own purposes.
"Just say it, Steve…" Bucky murmured, glancing at Loki apologetically. He obviously thought that not only this ruined their time, but also that it was his fault.
Loki watched the exchange silently, it really wasn't his place to say anything.
But when had he ever respected what his place was?
Clearing his throat, Loki caught the attention of Steve.
"It was just a bit of fun Captain, James and I were just repaying Stark for his late night commotion. I dropped the illusion as soon as Miss Pots started to panic."
The way his new friend seemed to shrink under the overly patriotic man's gaze angered Loki. He had no right to wipe away the fun they had just had together, not when Bucky now looked more upset than he did at the table this morning. Loki narrowed his eyes and drew his lips into a frown, meeting the glare Steve was leveling at him.
"We meant no harm."
No permanent harm anyway. Loki certainly wouldn't be opposed to doing it again. Not if it meant feeling…happy again.
Bucky leveled a shocked gaze at the trickster, then let a small smile settle on his face. He wasn't nearly as happy as he was before, but he was very thankful for what Loki was trying to do. "I'm just trying to have some fun…" Bucky reiterated, and Steve frowned lightly, before walking past them. "Yeah, you say that…" Steve said under his breath as he walked past them without another glance back. As soon as Steve left Bucky slammed his flesh palm on the wall with a curse. "I'm trying to be who I was before, for him. Can't he see that?!"
Loki watched as Steve walked away, glaring at his back. Not at all surprised when Bucky hit the wall in frustration. There had been many times when Loki had felt the same.
Looking over at the dent in the wall, Loki decided to let him know he understood.
"It's hard when they only see who you once were. Is it not?"
Loki sighed as he thought back on similar experiences.
"My br…Thor is much the same. He only wishes for me to once again be his brother. To forget all that happened, all the lies, secrets and pain. And I cannot, forgetting is not the answer. The only thing to do is reconcile who I used to be with what I became and who I am now."
Loki paused, hoping he hadn't scared away the first person he'd let his guard down around in years.
"I refuse to try and live for someone else, that will only hurt in the end."
Warily Loki turned to look at Bucky, hoping his words wouldn't be taken in the wrong way
Bucky's hand was still nestled in the dent in the wall, breathing heavily. Soft tears cascaded down his cheeks against his will. "Not only hurt in the end, huh?" Bucky exhaled shakily and turned to him with a fake smile. "S-so, let's do something?" The unspoken 'to distract us' hung heavy in the air. Bucky silently thanked Loki in his head as he waited for the answer.
Loki smiled in understanding.
"I don't know about you but it's been a while since I've had someone to spar with. No one is in the gym this time of day, we could go there. If you think you can keep up with me that is…"
A playful glint entered his eyes, a challenge was always fun. Time to see if his new friend was up for it.
Bucky mulled over the idea of a spar, and he almost looked like he'd say yes, but then frowned. "No one is there usually, but I think Clint and Natasha came back yesterday from a mission." Bucky sighed. "I guess… we could play a game, maybe? Trivia? Riddles? Would you rather? Or do you want to try and spar even though they're in there?"
Loki shivered internally. Both the archer and the spy hated him for what he'd said and done to them. Of course no one took it into account he hadn't been himself, that he found the idea of playing maliciously with someone else's thoughts sickened him. Otherwise he might have been good friends with them, the archer also had a penchant for mischief.
So staying far, far away from them was probably the best course of action.
"Maybe you are right, they are never in a good mood right after a mission anyways."
Loki only hoped the pain in his eyes did not show through. Trying to salvage things, he smiled slightly.
"I have not heard of this would you rather game. How do you play?"
Bucky frowned and stayed silent, thinking about how Loki had acted. The Battle of New York, that's right. But he thought that Loki hadn't been in his right mind. At least, that's what he figured when watching the videos. Loki's eyes were green after all. They were blue in the footage, which meant he was under mind control.
And the pain in Loki's eyes hurt Bucky himself, so he made a pact with himself. He was going to show the whole team that Loki was good at heart. Then he realized he had been silent for 3 minutes.
"Uh, someone gives you 2 choices and you pick one that you would rather happen. Most of the time its 2 really great things or 2 really terrible things." He tried to detract from the minutes of silence he had just stared at Loki. He needed to stop going off into his own little world in his mind.
Loki had started to grow…nervous. The last thing he wanted was for another person to turn on him for things he never meant to do. He sighed in relief when Bucky looked up and started talking.
For a moment Loki was beginning to think he had grown tired of him already.
The game intrigued him though, so many possibilities for trouble.
"I think I understand, this sounds fun. Let me think."
Loki smirked a good question coming to mind.
"So would you rather hide your friend's beloved shield from him or have to explain to Stark why all his alcohol is gone?"
Bucky immediately froze, growing a little pale, and answered quickly, "Explain to Tony, explain to Tony…" Bucky shivered a little and grimaced.
Bucky wasn't sure why he was acting like a frightened child. He should be happy while playing this game with Loki. "Would you rather spend a day with Thor or spend an hour with Natasha?" Bucky murmured finally, faint strains of fear trembling through his voice.
Loki froze, that was a lose/lose situation. He supposed it was only fair, his question to James wasn't all that easy.
"I think I'd rather let the hawk use me for target practice. If I must choose I'd spend the day with…Thor. That woman is deadly and she doesn't like me, reason enough to stay away."
Loki grimaced at the thought of spending an entire day in the great oafs company.
Bucky chuckled lightly, looking down to the floor. He supposed that was enough would-you-rather, he was completely stressed out over everything that happened, it was showing all over him. If he got another question like Loki's before, Loki would know for sure that something was wrong.
Bucky wondered if this was any good for Loki either. Now that he realized it, Loki probably was hurting to, and Bucky was not helping. As he berated himself on the inside, a tremor swept through his body. Steve and Clint were walking up, he realized, eyes moving to see the 2. "Hey…" He said weakly, swallowing thickly, fearfully, and glancing at Loki. He wondered if things had just gotten really bad.
Loki could very easily pick up on the discomfort radiating from Bucky, perhaps this game could be continued on a different day. Just as he was about to suggest doing something else, who would walk in?
Steve and Clint, dressed in work out clothes. Just the people Loki hadn't wanted to run into. He saw Bucky tense beside him, obviously not liking how things had played out. They really were two of a kind, both broken inside and not wanting anyone to see.
There were a couple ways Loki could choose to react, most of them not all that good. But the game he had just played made him pause.
It's all about two choices right?
So as Bucky quietly said hello to the two Loki made a snap decision. Things weren't going to get better for him or anyone else if he didn't try.
Plastering on one of his least fake smiles, he inclined his chin in greeting.
"Hello, headed to the gym?"
Bucky blinked in surprise and turned his head towards Loki. What was Loki doing? "Yeah, we were just about to go back, I left Natasha to grab some stuff…" Clint said warily, looking between Loki and Bucky. "You want to come, Buck?" Bucky noticed that Steve deliberately spoke to him and not Loki.
"Well, I'm not going to go without Loki." Clint blinked in surprise, gazing at Bucky in shock. Steve, however, darkened. "Really?"
Bucky took a shaky breath and gave Loki a look, obviously pleading for some help. He had no idea what to say.
Stepping forward in the slightest Loki didn't waver under Steve's dark glare. Even though a part of him really wanted nothing to do with the conflict that was sure to happen, he wasn't about to leave Bucky hanging.
"I wouldn't be opposed to it, in fact I was just saying to James it had been far too long since I had a good sparring partner."
When Steve said nothing and looked at Bucky in disappointment Loki started to get angry.
"I'm sure you can put aside your animosity, we are not petty children after all."
Then he grinned.
"Let's leave the childlike behavior to Stark."
Bucky flinched when Steve moved forward but steeled himself as if it never happened. A look of hurt flashed on Steve's face before he pushed past them a second time that day. "Yeah, ok, Loki…" Animosity coated Steve's voice as he said this to Loki and made his way to the gym.
Bucky slumped immediately after Steve left, hurt etched on his face. It seemed catching a glimpse of the metal arm hanging at his side made it worse, and he felt tears starting again. Maybe if he was in Hydra again he wouldn't be such a child. He stopped this train of thinking and looked up at Clint with a forced smile and asked, "Do you want to spar with us?", before nudging Loki's hand slightly with his metal one in appreciation. Bucky didn't feel as alone anymore. In one day, Loki was a better friend than Steve had been since being found from Hydra.
He missed the small snatches of memories he had from way back then, because he had been so sure Steve was amazing, like before. Didn't he used to get beat in alleyways? Now he looked like he could destroy a door by knocking on it.
This strange feeling…of protection for his new friend surged within Loki. Steve wasn't much of a friend if he couldn't see how he was hurting Bucky. Shoving down the desire to make that stupid shield of his green and gold, Loki smiled at Bucky. And with only a little uncertainty at Clint as well, who was looking at Bucky appraisingly.
"Sure Barnes, bet you've got some moves. And if it gives me a chance to kick Loki's ass then I'm in.
Loki scoffed a smirk growing on his face.
"I think you'll find yourself surprised at what I can do when in control."
Clint looked at Loki strangely, wondering what he meant but let it go and started walking off in the direction Steve headed.
A teasing glint in his eyes, to hide the pain he felt Loki turned to Bucky.
"Perhaps I'm making progress. He didn't try to kill me this time."
Bucky chuckled. "Well, it's going to take a little bit but I think he'll come around to you." Bucky exhaled sharply. "Alright. Let's get ready to go face Steve, Clint, and Natasha in one room." Bucky grimaced. "I'm getting a little hungry. You think we can grab something from the vending machine Tony installed outside the gym?" He asked, and then his stomach growled loudly.
Bucky's whole body shivered. "Jeeze, I always hated when my stomach growled." He confided in Loki, before turning and beckoning for Loki to follow.
Loki frowned.
"You have to be my witness, if they gang up on me. If Thor asks I wasn't the one to start it."
Not waiting for him to answer, he laughed softly at the noise coming from Bucky's stomach.
Grinning, Loki snapped his fingers. A couple of randomly chosen energy bars appearing in his hand.
"Don't waste your money on that machine, Stark doesn't need it. Here take a few of these."
He unwrapped one and started eating one as he held the hand full of them out to Bucky.
Bucky was always surprised whenever Loki did kind things for him, Bucky realized as he accepted a few and ate slowly. He couldn't eat too much, they were going to the gym, and he knew enough about how much he hated throwing up from back then. Way back then, way before Hydra and all of this. He'd always hated vomit, and he'd always hated his stomach growling.
Bucky gave a warm smile to Loki, and grabbed some clothing from a bag outside the gym.
Loki smiled as he watched Bucky go in the gym. It was a surprisingly nice feeling, being nice just to be nice. He'd have to try it more often.
While he waited for Bucky to finish changing, he let his clothes morph into something similar to what he'd seen the others wearing to work out.
Not really wanting to go in alone Loki stood outside a bit awkwardly. Was this a good idea? Purposely socializing with people who hated his guts might not have been the best move, but Loki had a feeling it would be good for him and his new friend. If anything they both needed to prove their past did not define them.
Bucky finished changing and walked to the door. Without a word, he softly grasped Loki's hand with his flesh hand and pulled him inside, nearly immediately letting go once they were inside the gym. Steve, pummeling a punching bag as if he was even more than angry, sending a glare towards Loki. Clint looked towards them with nearly no animosity, and Bucky called it a win. Natasha gave an almost smile to Bucky and a cold look to Loki. Bucky hesitated on actually standing up for Loki. 'If they say or do anything, I'll help him.'
Shocked at way Bucky so casually grabbed his hand, Loki was momentarily distracted from the others looks.
No one had done that for many decades, and after his true parentage was found out Loki actively avoided skin on skin contact for fear of what he could do. Now he realized how much he'd missed the simple act of friendship, a true smile finding its way onto his face.
It quickly dropped when he noticed the dark look being sent his way by Steve.
Not really knowing where he should go Loki looked over at Bucky.
"Do you have a preference of where to go? I'm not sure."
"Let's go see Clint, he's the only one who isn't…" Bucky blanked on the word. "Er, he's being civil." Bucky beckoned for Loki to follow him as Steve's punches suddenly got louder as he started using more strength. Bucky glanced at him and into Steve's eyes for a moment before looking toward the archer in front of them. "Hi, Barton."
Wincing slightly at what went unsaid, Loki followed Bucky doing his best to ignore the furious man beating the sand out of the punching bag. He was confused why the archer wasn't glaring at him, but Loki didn't question it.
Clint was over by the targets, not all that surprising really.
"Barnes…Loki. Think wither of you can give me a run for my money? No one else can."
Unable to back away from a challenge, Loki moved closer. Spotting throwing daggers alongside Clint's bow, he grinned at Bucky. For some reason he wanted to impress him.
"Watch this."
Bucky looked pleasantly shocked at this and sat down on the edge of the sparring mat, staying outside the ring keeping people in or out. "You can do it, Lokes." Bucky called Loki the nickname, and it only seemed to anger the captain pummeling the punching bag.
Freezing for a split second at Bucky's nickname, Loki then smirked playfully back at him.
"Of course I will min venn."
Losing the wariness he'd first felt approaching the archer, Loki grabbed one of the daggers and weighed it in his hand. Not liking it he magicked it to one of the ones he used back hom…on Asgard.
Seeing Clint's suspicious look, he explained with another smirk finally beginning to enjoy himself. Bucky's encouraging smile might have had something to do with that.
"I'm more used to one of a different weight, I assure you I won't have to cheat to beat you."
Clint widened his eyes and grinned.
"Then let's see what you've got!"
With that Loki let the dagger fly.
Bucky cheered Loki, wondering what min venn meant. Something in Norse most likely. He'd search what it meant soon. Bucky watched the knife fly through the air and want silent waiting for it to hit.
The knife struck the target dead center, and the grudgingly impressed look from Clint was satisfying but it was Bucky cheering him that made Loki smile.
"Not bad, but can you do it twice in a row?"
Loki rolled his eyes and laughed, feeling free enough to do so.
"But of course."
Then just to show off, he grabbed another and hit the hilt of the first. Like an eager child he turned around to see if Bucky had seen.
But Bucky hadn't seen. He had looked back to Steve, who suddenly punched the bag so hard it flew off the chain and slammed into the wall with a hard BANG. "Steve, you should probably calm down before you hurt someone." Bucky murmured quietly. "Bucky, I'm not a child, you don't-!" Bucky suddenly stood. "Tell you what to do?! Well what about me?! I'm not a child either!" Bucky inhaled and exhaled shakily. No, he didn't want to fight with Steve while in front of people. He was worried things would suddenly get worse.
The sound echoed throughout the gym, wiping the smile off both Clint and Loki's face. Loki started to glare at Steve from behind Bucky.
Who was he to try and tell him what to do?
As if hearing Loki's thoughts, Steve turned his livid gaze to the trickster.
"Well it seems pretty naive to think hanging out with HIM is a good idea! You saw the footage, he destroyed the city, caused the deaths of innocent people! What is wrong with you?!"
Even though Loki didn't want to be friends with Steve and cared not for his opinions, his words hurt. Mostly because he was right, and Loki knew it. He was a monster, why would anyone want to be near him?
Bucky grit his teeth at that. "I destroyed the city too! I caused death to innocent people, and you know why I'm not in trouble? It's because I was controlled, brainwashed, hurt by HYDRA and forced to do things I didn't want. If you'd just look at Loki's green eyes you'll see that he had the blue eyes that meant he was under control!"
Steve suddenly stepped forward and hit Bucky with his fist onto Bucky's cheek as if he was the punching bag's replacement. Both of Bucky's hands flew to his face and Steve looked extremely guilty and apologetic.
"No, Bucky, I'm-I'm sorry." Steve stepped forward only for Bucky to flinch backwards violently.
Loki was shocked, hearing Bucky defend him to Steve was not what he was expecting. If anything he thought Bucky would agree with Steve, he wasn't worth it.
But…isn't that what friends do? Loki had always envied the warriors three and the relationship they shared, maybe was it finally his turn to know what it felt like.
Snapped out of his inner musings, Loki looked up just as Steve brought his fist to Bucky's face. Loki reacted violently, clenching his fists. Never had anyone stood up for him like that, he was not about to let Bucky be treated like that.
Apparently Clint was thinking the same thing, as he moved to stand beside Bucky putting himself between Steve and Bucky. Loki on the opposite side, glaring a hole in Steve's head.
"Hey, not cool! What were you thinking Steve?!"
Not giving him a chance to answer Loki got in Bucky's face, trying to check and see how bad it was.
"Let me see my friend."
Bucky hesitated. He knew if he waited a little while longer the bruise would fade so it looked like Steve hadn't hit him as hard as he actually had, but he guessed that Loki would find out sooner or later he had an excelled healing factor.
Bucky slowly let his hands drift away to look at Loki in the face. Contrary to before, there were no tears in his eyes and he looked… resigned to the fact that he had just been hit. Like he almost believed he deserved it.
Bucky had nothing to say, so he let Loki inspect the dark bruise that was puffing up on his cheek. He was pretty sure his cheekbone was cracked too, but he was pretty sure that was what would happen to anyone if a super soldier hit them. And his cheek hurt.
Suppressing his rage at the bruise darkening on Bucky's cheek, not sparing a glance at Steve for fear of attacking him right then and there.
Loki slowly, hesitantly put his hand to Bucky's face and let the bit of healing magic he knew flow. In mere seconds the damage was gone, no trace of it ever being there in the first place.
Not waiting for a response, he whirled around and glared at Steve.
"I always thought you to be an honorable man, if somewhat self-righteous. But taking out your anger on one you call friend is cowardly and deplorable! You have no right!"
Clint must have sensed Loki was right on the edge of losing his calm, because he caught his eye and shook his head.
Bucky blinked at Loki once… twice… three times. Had Loki just…? He had. "Loki, 'ts fine…" Bucky mumbled. He didn't need Loki and Steve fighting.
That would be really bad. Especially since he could feel himself forgiving Steve because of the apologetic puppy dog look on Steve's face.
And Clint had said something, stood up for him as well. "'ts fine… 'm fine…" He was lying to himself now, wasn't he?
Still tense, Loki turned to Bucky not really buying what he said and was about to say something about it. But he decided not to, all least not in front of everyone. Later…
"I will drop this if you wish."
Looking back at Steve, Loki narrowed his eyes.
"But you must apologize."
Clint looked like he agreed, nodding his assent.
Then Steve glared at the rest of them and made his way to leave. "I already did." He asserted, picking up an extra punching bag and leaving. Bucky sighed and let his shoulders. "To be expected… he already did say sorry to me anyways."
Bucky leaned down, grabbed a knife, and threw it towards the target. It landed right next to Loki's knife, nearly at the bullseye, but not all the way. "Wait… Natasha?" Bucky finally asked. He was sure he had seen Natasha earlier. Where was she now?
Loki continued to glare at Steve's back until he was out of sight. Mumbling Asgardian curses under his breath, very glad no one knew what he was saying.
"Right here Barnes."
All three of them jumped when Natasha walked out from behind them, a smirk on her face.
Bucky put one hand to his chest, his heart hammering against his bones. "Good job at scaring us…" Bucky mumbled, putting his metal hand down.
"Good job, Barton, Loki, Barnes." Clint nearly complained about the use of his last name but went quiet. Natasha glanced between them. "You ok, Barnes?" Natasha asked. Bucky nodded to her a little and absentmindedly pushed on the cheek Steve had hit with his flesh hand.
It was perfectly healed. Bucky thanked Loki in a mumble and gave a fragile smile to the 3 people in front of him.
Momentarily stunned that the previously venomous woman had commended him on his actions, Loki felt a small smile appear on his face.
Then turning to Bucky, it turned into a full blown grin.
"Think nothing of it min venn. I only hope it does not happen again. "
Loki then mentally berated himself, Bucky didn't speak norse. He only hoped it was not taken the wrong way, it was a very casual way of addressing a friend in Asgard. Maybe he didn't notice and wouldn't ask.
"As fun as seeing three grown men jump, I've got to go. Same time tomorrow?"
Loki looked to Bucky, not sure if he wanted to come back. And if didn't Loki sure was not going to come alone.
"Know what? That sounds nice. Yeah, same time tomorrow."
Natasha left the gym and Bucky looked to Loki, ignoring Clint a moment. "So, that's the second you've called me that- min venn. What's it mean?" He asked, gazing a Loki with the same fragile smile.
For the first time in a very long time Loki felt at a loss for words. Of course he knew what it meant, but saying it out loud would be telling. He had, over the time they'd spent together, come to care for Bucky.
A real friend, something Loki was afraid would disappear the moment he acknowledged it.
Looking down, so no one would see the apprehension in his eyes he started playing with the hem of his shirt.
"It is a term of endearment on Asgard. A loose translation would by my friend."
Slowly, Loki looked up unsure of what he would see.
Bucky smiled wider. "Oh good, I thought I was thinking of you as a friend when I was just an acquaintance. It's nice to have friends." Bucky furrowed his eyebrows. "Er, friend? Um…" Bucky chuckled nervously and looked slightly uncomfortable.
Delighted at the not negative response to his nickname, Loki smiled brightly at Bucky. Letting himself have this, Loki forged on.
"It is nice to have a friend. My brot…Thor always had so many, but they never seemed real. You…you feel real."
He only hoped he hadn't made it awkward for Bucky.
Bucky smiled a little wider and looked between Loki and Clint. "Hey, I gotta go, but I'll see you 2 tomorrow?" Clint asked.
"Yeah, we'll see you tomorrow." Bucky told Clint. Bucky wondered if he could ask Loki if he wanted to see New York. Bucky could show him all the things he could remember from New York and even some new things. It sounded fun.
The smile Clint sent both of them on his way out gave Loki hope for a better relationship.
"Yes, tomorrow. I still want to see if you think you can beat me."
He grinned at Loki.
"Whatever, there's no way. You're on!"
After he left Loki looked past Bucky, to the wall of windows noticing for the first time how nice it was outside. How long had it been since Loki felt the sun on his skin? Far too long.
He looked at Bucky, hoping his desire did not come off as desperate.
"Maybe we could go outside, it looks so nice out today."
Bucky hesitated. Was he supposed to go outside? He really did NOT want to get in trouble with Steve again, but Loki looked like he really wanted to go.
"Yeah. We can go outside." Bucky smiled at him. He just hoped the repercussions didn't hurt Loki as well.
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